Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 615

The process of getting rid of the parasites named Allied Forces away from the frontier army went much more quickly than I expected.

Of course, this was impossible for me alone. If it weren’t for the watcher Esmuer had mentioned, who had sent out a signal with a light that flashed so naturally not long after he started flying, and hadn’t been for the watcher that Esmuier had mentioned, at best I would have checked in on one or two people and then headed for Levien. .

As soon as he landed the flying dragon in an appropriate position, the meeting with him, who kneeled and bowed excessively, was very, very awkward, as he had Sa-nyeom sitting behind him.

‘It’s an honor to meet the hero who saved the empire.’
‘I saved the capital of Ethiel, but I never saved the empire, right?’
‘Keep your voice down. He sacrificed himself to protect the white star, the future of the empire, so it is like saving the empire.’

At first, I tilted my head, wondering if this person was flattering me, but the middle-aged wizard with two-block hair that was neat like a soldier’s was only polite and courteous as if he couldn’t be more sincere. After that, he said a few more unfamiliar words of praise toward me, and then he organized some documents and handed them to me, and from there my hunting for the helmet rack began.

It is hard to believe that it was all sorted out overnight, and even the optimal route was written as if it were natural for the data to be neatly organized. Thanks to that, I was able to visit more than three or four places a day and even shake off the soul, even though the garrison troops were spread out like a point organization.

It can be said that it is a very pleasant experience to have things resolved quickly and neatly… but it wasn’t a pleasant experience because Sayeom, a god who sacrificed himself for the well-being of mortals, was sitting behind him.

As much as that, there were more bad guys than good guys in the garrison.

In a way, it is natural. Because they regarded the war in the Demon Territory as a kind of war of conquest. On the contrary, there are a lot of decent guys, but it’s just an unusual case. However, as I mentioned before, it was just a situation that made me really sad that Sa-nyeom-nim was watching the tail together, not just me.

Not even once did Sa-nyeom ask for an explanation, question, or get angry about this situation. He is just immersed in a world of his own, silently looking at everything on top of a flying dragon. There were times when I tried to subdue the flying dragon in the unit I had a fight with, but Sa-nyeom-nim looked at him calmly and didn’t take any action.

Of course, there was no problem with that. A needle is also a needle, but while I was gone, the car was also very reckless waving its tail and fooling the soldiers, as if it had received some special training.

Thanks to you, I was sure. That most of the forces of the Kingdom Alliance are weak compared to Isthel. It took quite a long time to realize that fact, so there was a small problem that it reached the point of arriving in Levien the next day after completing most of the schedule, but it didn’t matter too much.

Although it is unknown what the principle is, the level between those who fought against the demon army and those who did not was sharply divided. Just a day or two of engagement is unlikely to make a dramatic difference, but a regular soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time should be able to deal with five or six regular soldiers of the allied forces without much difficulty.

Does the battle with the demons make the humans stronger? At first glance, it seems correct, but if that’s the case, wouldn’t it be strange if all troops on the frontline became Aura users?

It was a question that could not be answered by thinking about it alone.

“Sa-nyeom-nim, can I ask you something?”

So, despite the situation where I felt apologetic for showing a group of garbage-like people, I decided to carefully seek advice from Mr. Sa-nyeom. It was a good opportunity to have a conversation with Mr. Thoughts contained in his body, as there are no restrictions like Mr. Epaga.

Fortunately, Mr. Sa-nyeom, who nodded happily, listened to my hypotheses and questions, and immediately gave an answer without a second thought.

“That’s right. All mortals are blessed with the potential for growth. It’s only natural that those who are accustomed to strife between humans are weaker than those who stand up to demons.”

The problem was that even though the answer was simple, it was by no means light.

“As I said last time, change is your mortal prerogative.”

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It was a story without anything grandiose.

What Mr. Sa-nyeom said was related to the ‘balance’ that Lumings, an elven blacksmith in Asilier’s hometown, talked about in the past. At the same time, there is a clear difference from the story Lumings told me.

“All kinds of threats are rampant in the world, but mortals are weak, and even if they want to help, the gods always have a limit. I needed it.”

Unlike Lumings, Sa-nyeom knew the reason in detail.

“Is that the possibility and blessing of growth you just talked about?”
“That’s right. If you want to overcome the Witchbeast, you can overcome it. If you want to fight evil, you can stand against it.”

It is one of the rules of the world inscribed by the gods of creation. Sa-nyeom, who has now skillfully helped with the preparations for camping and even prepared tea for himself, quietly continued while waiting for the water in the kettle to stop.

“It’s a rule that can be seen everywhere, even now. It’s so natural that it just doesn’t feel strange.”

Why can adventurers who explore dungeons and deal with monsters become stronger? It is the demons who have gained far superior physical abilities and unstable magical power through the improvement of dragons in the past, so why can ordinary humans stand at their antagonistic point and continue the fight?

It was as Sayeom-nim said. The more you confront the mighty being, the more the path to overcoming opens.

“As you can see from the fact that we had to inscribe this rule despite the existence of the longevity variable, there are many powerful people who threaten the world. It was like that in the past, and it will be like that in the future.”

A rule created in the hope that mortals could respond to such a threat. It was a convincing explanation up to that point, but at the same time, questions arose.

“But isn’t everyone equally strong in the circumstances you’re talking about?”
“That’s also natural. Even if it’s just swordsmanship, there’s no way a person who swings 10 times a day is the same as someone who swings it 100 times.”

In simple terms, it meant that you had to put in effort while going through specific goals and actual battles. Sa-nyeom-nim further explained that there is no right answer in the process, and since there are differences in talent, those who stand out and those who do not appear.

“Above all, the blessings of the gods are just a means to give mortals a chance, and no one knows where and how they can exert their power. Those who have sharpened their swords throughout their lives may actually have the talent of an archmage, and it is inherent in excellent wizards. The true talent that has been developed may actually belong to the tailor of the century. It may even surpass its own talent and master it in a different direction.”
“Isn’t that… very inefficient?”

It was believed that not only would it lead to the wrong path, but that a stagnation for tens or hundreds of years could occur without anyone showing their full potential, so when I asked involuntarily, Sa-nyeom-nim smiled lightly.

“The gods did not set a standard in your lives to distinguish between efficiency and inefficiency.”

What immediately came to mind was a brief conversation I had heard in the past when I first met Epaga.

[I hope you continue to walk your own path.]

[That’s why we became envious of the world you lived in.]

Thanks to you, no matter how you think about it, it’s a very important content, but no one really knows this fact and puts it into practice I seem to have some idea about it.

“Why no one really knows about this… is it because the gods thought it could be a fetter to oppress mortals?”
“It’s similar. If you were to find out about this, what action do you think those in power would take?”
“Yeah… I’ll force it.”
“That’s right. Maybe it showed the same aspect as the dragons of the past who created the demons. After a lot of time, you might eventually notice it on your own and take on a similar aspect, but you will naturally notice this and voluntarily It’s one thing to try and to act blindly under the guidance of a god.”

I was able to agree with Sa-nyeom’s words because I thought that if I added more, it would not be less, but I could not prevent new questions from arising.

“But why did you tell me?”

According to Sa-nyeom’s words, this is something close to the secrets held by the gods.

No matter how much I was a warrior, I didn’t deserve to hear this story, and it wasn’t something I could lightly listen to like an old story with a bonfire lit like this.

I wondered if there was a reason, but the answer that came back was a little futile.

“I don’t know that either.”
“yes?”

Sa Nyeom-nim, who made tea by pouring boiling water into a cup with perfect calmness, still stared straight into my eyes with a calm face and continued. There is no such thing as irresponsibility. Sa Nyeom-nim was infinitely sincere.

“As you say, this is close to what mortals shouldn’t know. Perhaps if I had had a conversation with you on this subject while possessing full divinity…” “My soul wouldn’t have been able to bear it.
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“Exactly. You are a warrior, so you must have already had a similar experience.”

Having said that, Sa Nyeom-nim gave a small smile. Then, naturally, she slightly shook the cup and lowered her gaze, and after a short silence, she began to speak slowly.

“If you try to understand this situation as the thought of a being who was once a god… It’s highly likely that all of this is happening because it’s necessary in the end.”
“Need… do you mean?”
“I don’t know anything else, but all the gods worked hard on balance, including you.”

Sa-nyeom nodded, holding a cup of tea in one hand and holding nothing in the other, lightly spreading her arms out to the side. Then, wondering what kind of action it was, he slowly began to lower his hand holding the cup down, following me as I tilted my head.

“The fact that there are two heroes. The fact that you and I met. What was supposed to be a battle between the demon king and the hero was transformed into a different form… All of this might be the process of balancing the balance of the world when it tilted tremendously to one side. I mean.”